AN: Second prompt - Bath time snuggles?

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Wordcount: 1007

Rating: K+

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Bath and bubbles

"Ugh you stink" Kurt said with a disgusted expression on his face, but a little smile hidden on his lips. "You should get in bath before you make the carpet dirty."

Blaine, who was completely covered in mud and other natural elements giggled softly and took a step closer to his husband.

"Oh no. Oh no no no, don't you dare Anderson." Kurt took a step back but it was too late. Blaine was touching Kurt's face with his dirty hands and leaned in for a big hug. Kurt squealed and tried to free himself from the tight hug but it was no use. Even though Blaine was the smaller one, he was the strongest of the two of them.

"BLAINE DEVON ANDERSON. THESE PAJAMAS ARE FROM MARC JACOBS. YOU'RE RUINING THEM." he yelled in horror. But Blaine showed no mercy, "We can wash them later." he said simply.

When Blaine finally freed his husband, he took a step back and chuckled softly.

"What's so funny?" Kurt asked, inspecting the damage that had been done to his outfit.

"You look dirty. It suits you." Blaine grinned, his eyes darting over his husband's full body.

Kurt rolled his eyes in his typical ways and shook his head while crossing his arms over his chest, "I'm okay with you paint-balling every now and then and coming back looking like a smelly, dirty monster, but I don't appreciate looking like one myself." Kurt huffed, biting down his lip so he'd look mad or at least a tiny bit angry.

Blaine chuckled again and shook his head, "You love to play dirty, remember?"

That made Kurt laugh softly and shook his head, "Why did I marry you again, Anderson? C'mon… In bath you!" He pointed at the stairs.

"You sound like my mom, darling. That's not something you would want. But okay." the boy shrugged, "I'll go take a bath, but only if you join me." The man grabbed the soft satin fabric of Kurt's shirt and dragged him along to their bathroom, the other man not even trying to act reluctant.

Once arrived in the bathroom, Blaine filled the bathtub with hot water and added incredibly bubbly soap so the foam was almost hovering over the edge.

Blaine smiled his crooked smile at Kurt when the other boy stared at him, his arms crossed over his chest again. He took a step closer and started undoing his husband from his pajamas. Kurt loosened up a bit and let go of the angry feeling inside. No one would be able to resist that adorable puppylike smile Blaine had on his face. When Kurt was completely naked and his beautiful flawless porcelain skin was visible, Blaine swallowed quickly and started getting out of his dirty clothes as well. Both got in the bath and the foam fell over the edge now, making the floor wet and slippery.

They sat down, facing each other and legs tangled into each other, their bodies covered in foam. Blaine had a dark smudge of dark mud on his forehead. Kurt licked his lips and giggled, "I don't know how you survive looking like that. I wouldn't leave the house. Ever." the boy said, shaking his head. He raised his thumb and gently started rubbing it against Blaine's forehead, trying to remove the dirt.

Blaine shrugged, "That's the difference between you and me. I don't mind to get dirty at all. You know that. Fortunately, at the end of the day, I always have you to take care of me and clean me up." he chuckled, his eyes fixated on the hand cleaning his head.

Kurt chuckled and nodded, "fair point. I love you Blaine Devon Anderson-Hummel." He said, suddenly very serious.

Blaine sighed happily and swiftly turned around, his back now facing Kurt's torso. He leaned back and laid his head on his husband's shoulder. He sighed contently and let his arms rest on the sides of the bath, playing with the wedding-ring that had been there for two weeks now. "I love you too darling. I should get dirty and join you in bath more often."

Kurt grinned and put his arms around his lover, holding him tight, "You have my permission to get dirty more often now. I quite like this actually."

They were quiet for a while, both enjoying the company and the steaming hot water. Blaine had closed his eyes and was drifting off, worn out from the active day of crawling through mud and shooting balls of paint to his opponents. Kurt opened his eyes and leaned forward so he could whisper in the guy's ear. "Blaine darling, don't fall asleep, c'mon..." he nudged his shoulder softly, "let me wash your hair."

Blaine woke up, his eyes blinking a few times before realizing he was still sitting in bath. "Uhh... Whoa, I'm sorry.. I must have drifted off."

"That's okay.." Kurt shrugged, taking the shampoo and unscrewing the top. He put a generous amount of hair product on the palms of his hands and started massaging the shampoo on Blaine's curly mob of hair. It didn't take long before the dark curls were covered in the white foamy substance. Kurt started molding the curls into a mohawk. He giggled with the result. "You know, punk rocker meet puppy actually kind of fits you." he chuckled.

Blaine rolled his eyes and splashed some water towards his lover. "Oh yeah? Well then I guess I'll have to dress up as a Punk rocker more often huh."

They stayed in bath for a long while, until their skin was wrinkled and the water turned cold. A shiver ran down Blaine's spine and he looked at Kurt, it was time to get out of bath. Kurt understood and nodded, "Would you mind joining me in bed, dirty boy?" he asked grinning widely.

"I thought you'd never ask." Blaine replied quickly.